.”What do you mean, ‘urges.’” She narrowed her eyes....”Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve always had these strong urges revolving around sex....”She giggled. “Well yeah, you’re a guy. I’m pretty sure all guys get ‘strong urges’ when they reach puberty.”“No, you don’t get it,” he said as he raised his voice. “This isn’t normal, it isn’t like being horny, it’s ... it’s worse.”“What do you mean worse.”“I mean ... violent.”He paused and looked at her.“I mean like rape fantasies. Deep, dark, sadistic rape. The net result of all this shagging was that I was a very happy man. Even when her parents called round, I knew that I was going to be fucked to exhaustion once they had left. It was Jo’s way of thanking me for putting up with them. Now as I said, somewhere along the line we started the role playing games. It started out with me, pretending to be this or that actor. Then Jo started dressing up as different actresses from particular roles in films. Yeah, that one and that one. Mind you, I made. We went on holiday to celebrate my sixtieth birthday away from the cold and damp days at home to spend some time in the sun eating and drinking fine wines and excellent food. We stayed at a wonderful five-star hotel that had its own spa and massage centre onsite, which was owned and run by a group of beautiful ladies from Bali.Over the first few days of our holiday, we dropped into the spa centre a few times and became quite friendly with some of the amazing tiny beautiful ladies that ran the. He accepted my gift and took the back of my head and forced my lips all the way over his cock. His first shot of cum was so hard that it went straight down my throat. His next several shots were experienced by my whole mouth, and he had several more shots to say the least. Each shot produced a loud moan from him and a huge gush of cum. I felt my mouth filling up. I felt some cum leaking out of the corner or my mouth. I quickly raced my tongue around my lips and took it all down. It tasted so.